Jiuri River is releasing a fire dragon again, spinning around An Qi, water mist rises and fills the entire space. Although the fire dragon can burn on water, it cannot burn the water itself, and the heavy water controlled by An Qi is the nemesis of the fire dragon.

The cost of eating away at the flames is that the dolphin's body continues to harden, the fire dragon is eaten up, and the dolphin turns into a crystal and sinks underwater.

The dolphins are out of control, and the fire dragon has also disappeared. An Qi and Jiu Rikawa are once again concentrating their offensive, attacking and defending each other. It seems that the two are not at war, but playing a game of water and fire.

The struggle between Lin Hun and Lucien has reached a fever pitch. The two of them struggled together, each holding the other's neck with their right hands, and holding the other's wrist with their left hands. The huge strength of both of them was enough to break

The opponent's neck bone, but the strong suffocation and dizziness left them powerless.

Lucien's huge wolf mouth opened, his arms retracted, and he wanted to gnaw Lin Huan's body with his sharp wolf teeth. This is the advantage that nature has given them, not only their brilliant mind, flexible hands, but also their sharp teeth.

Steel teeth.

Lin Hun naturally did not dare to neglect. He bent his left arm and firmly supported Lucien's chin, holding the huge wolf head firmly against it.

Due to suffocation, their faces have turned blue and purple, and their blood vessels are like the roots of an old tree, entangled in their faces, making people feel disgusting. But the two of them are still entangled like this, and neither one is willing to give in.

The werewolves around were shouting and fighting for Lucien. Everyone knew that if he went to help Lucien at this time, Lin Hun would have no choice but to run away.

But Lucien said that this was his own war and no outsiders needed to intervene. A race that considers itself noble clings to their glory rigidly.

Everyone knows that as long as you add more force, you can crush the opponent's Adam's apple, but when the force is transferred to the wrist, it is removed by the opponent's left hand, and even the slightest strength cannot be transferred to the right hand.

Due to long-term blood deposition and lack of oxygen in the brain, their eyes were already congested with blood, and their faces were swollen like blown up balloons. It gave everyone the feeling that the balloon had reached its limit, and if it was slightly more inflated, it would burst.

Strength and skill are no longer important. Meeting on a narrow road depends on courage and the spirit of disregarding death.

Lin Hun, who has died many times, has long been indifferent to life and death.

Both of them rolled their eyes and their legs trembled involuntarily. The breath of death was being pressed into their bodies little by little, and the air of death filled their bodies.

A strong desire to survive suddenly rose from the bottom of Lin Huan's heart, and the unfinished mission was still calling him. He used up the last bit of strength in his body, suddenly turned over, and sat on Lucien's body, condescendingly covering his whole body.

The force pressed on Lucien's neck.

The defeat was determined, Lucien's eyes were blurred, and waves of fear struck his fragile heart. He had always been the proud son of the clan, raising the highest honor.

But with Van Helsing's unexpected rise, all his auras turned into rainbows superimposed on the opponent's aura. He was unwilling to accept all this, absolutely unwilling. He was the king of werewolves, and he could never belong to Van Helsing.

But how can a dead man become a king? At this moment, he was afraid and flinched.

He slowly released his left hand that was stuck on Lin Huan's wrist and slapped it on the ground a few times. This is a surrender ceremony for losers in Western fighting.

In a daze, Lin Huan felt the tension on his neck loosen, and he took a deep breath of sweet air, feeling extremely comfortable in his internal organs.

After letting go of Lucien, Lin Huan gently rubbed his neck. Even after the sixth degree of biochemistry, the skin was as hard as leather, but Lucien still pinched five black blood marks. Lucien, on the other hand, felt equally uncomfortable.

Although the long wolf hair blocked the wound, judging from the way he was holding his neck and coughing, he was more seriously injured than Lin Huan.

Lin Huan got up from Lucien, his steps were unsteady, and he squatted on the ground. He tried several times, but still couldn't stand up.

The werewolves around him just stared at him, the fear on their faces was just like the shock in their hearts. A human, relying almost entirely on his own strength, defeated Lucien, who was close to the wolf king.

Several werewolves were about to approach Lucien and Lin Huan, but they were frightened back by Lin Huan's burning eyes. Those bloody eyes were like the eyes of death, intimidating the souls of the werewolves.

Werewolves have never lacked courage, but that is only for the wolf king and the weak. This is nature, and werewolves cannot escape this nature.

The alpha wolf surrendered, and the pack naturally surrendered. After the wolf-transformation technique was released, a group of tall European men occupied the surrounding form, but did not dare to make any move for a long time.

Lin Hun stood up slowly, his tall body still carrying a strong pressure.

The werewolf automatically moved out of the way.

"Let's go. Don't let me see you again." Turning around, Lin Huan warned Lucien and walked slowly towards Jiuri River.

Sitting up with difficulty, Lucien looked at Lin Hun's tall figure uneasily. Under the dim firelight, Lin Hun's shadow was dragged to the ground for a long time, covering Lucien's body. He knew that maybe in this life,

He couldn't get out of the shadow left by Lin Hun.

"We retreat." Lucien was still in the form of a giant wolf, leading the werewolves to retreat towards the gate of time and space like a tide. They had forgotten their mission.

"Why not use our wolf pack advantage to defeat Lin Hun?"

The old werewolf asked Lucien with some dissatisfaction.

"Do you think that with his martial arts, if you lose that fierce swordsmanship, you still have hope of survival?" Although Lucien failed, it can be said that even though he lost, it was an honor.

"Van Helsing!" The old werewolf was startled. "Do you think that set of swordsmanship is real?"

The message that Fan Hexin sent to the wolf tribe made the Nine Palaces Pure Yang Sword Technique known to the heavens. He believed that Lin Hun, with the power of the emerald gold dagger, could cut himself into pieces in just ten moves. So he repeatedly warned all werewolves

, when encountering Lin Hun, you can only outwit them, not attack by force.

When Lin Hun chopped down the first werewolf, Lucien already had a strong sense of fear in his heart. The reason why he dueled with Lin Hun was a way of outsmarting him. A small city in Miaoshui, and

It is not their goal, their ultimate goal is Minos, the City of Dark Night, which is their final destination.

The old werewolf said nothing, and his expression was very ugly. Lin Hun was so powerful, and coupled with his elusive swordsmanship, they seemed to be vulnerable to a single blow from these large werewolves who had just awakened their bloodline.
Chapter completed!